Mom calls me into the department store changing room to ask my opinion on a pair of jeans and tshirt. "Why do you keep looking at the tshirt," she asks. "Does the colour not suit me?"
Your mom was all dressed up, ready to go on a date with your dad but bully changed the plans. He walked into the house, bend her over and fucked her. Your dad just stared while your mom enjoyed every bit of it.
